hours ago.

The noise from above was getting louder and louder.

Yang glanced at the house he had cleaned, but there was no special expression on his face.

The screams in his ears did not make Yang feel anxious, he unhurriedly put the sword under his sleeve, and then tidied up his clothes, as if he had groomed himself before going out, and dressed himself meticulously.

Soon, those screams no longer stopped in the upstairs space, but actually reached the room where Yang was staying.

"You're very calm, boy. ”

Alain the Cruel walked in with a fierce face. There was still a little blood on his cheek, which was supposed to be the last mark left on him by the man he had killed.

"Where did you go?" Yang turned around and said to Alan very indifferently.

"What tone are you talking to me, huh?" Alan raised his head and looked down at Yang with great displeasure, "Even that stinky vampire doesn't dare to talk to me like this, what are you?" Do you think that vampire left you anything good?"

As he spoke, Alain burst out laughing, and now he could finally vent his anger at being forced into a contract by Manfred.

"That idiot, until he died, he realized that he had been just someone else's pawn. He thought that all these years of hard work and planning were his own will? No, since he became a vampire, his will no longer belonged to him. ”

"What do you mean?" Yang's expression remained unchanged, very calm, or rather, restrained very calmly.

"Caesar's Wheel, that vampire's magic, don't you know?" Alain sneered and snorted, his face intertwined with smugness and contempt, "That's not something that someone like him can have, Caesar's Wheel, that's the legendary evil magic book used by the tyrant Caesar to enslave the Maud people, do you think it will be something that ordinary people can hold?"

Yang raised an eyebrow, but didn't speak.

Maybe it's finally a chance to vent his desire to speak, and Alain has a lot to say today.

"That's Caesar's Wheel, which was banned by the Church on the continent! Who do you think sent that book to that vampire, and who taught him the magic inside?"

Yang remembered the legendary wizard of the Mad Earl who taught the Mad Earl of black magic.

"Seresi Dakosda...... Or rather, a guy with the same purpose as that madman. ”

"They have a name. At the mention of this, Alain's face also became a little serious, and he looked a little jealous, "Fuguang Brotherhood." ”

"Fuguang ......" Yang frowned, "Brotherhood?"

"I'm not your governess, boy. Alain's eyes changed suddenly, he said so much just now, it was purely his whim, he had not forgotten the purpose of his coming here.

Tightening the short axe in his hand, Alain's slightly scarlet eyes brightened as he was about to get excited.

"I'm telling you this to let you go to the hell I used to be in, and tell that filthy vampire—" Alain's hideous face revealed a vicious malice that came from the evil in his bones, "savor the pain I once felt, though I regret it in hell, and watch me trample on him!"

"Why do you hate Manfred so much?" Yang was still very calm, which was very different from him in the past, "He resurrected you, but you hated him to the core, it doesn't make sense." ”

"I don't hate any one person, boy. Alan held his head high, and his arrogant expression showed a slight discoloration, "One day you may know that people need to hate, because people are born so bad, if you don't hate others, don't envy others, you can't feel that you are alive." ”

That sounds really sad. Yang slowly pulled his sword from his sleeve, "Is that why you became a cruel one?" ”

But that's what the world has taught me. Alain raised his axe and roared at Yang.

"I just accepted it!"

The axe slashed down, bringing off a corner of Yang's clothes.

Yang had already turned sideways very quickly to avoid the axe, but he was still slashed by Alain's clothes.

"Drink!"

Alain's axe was still so sharp that it was so fast to swing it that it was almost impossible to catch his movements with his eyes. And in the face of such an onslaught, Yang also looked a little embarrassed.

To some extent, he and Alain are the same type of fighting, both dual-wielding short-handled weapons, using fast and accurate strikes to consume the opponent's physical strength, and accumulate advantages to finally win. However, Alan will adopt such a fighting style, more to enjoy the pleasure of slowly bullying and torturing the other party in the battle, while Yang is because of his age, physical strength and magic are often at a disadvantage, so he must use more flexible combat methods.

The sword and the short axe kept fighting, sometimes colliding with dazzling sparks, and gradually, Yang fell into a disadvantage, even if he had been working hard to hone his fighting skills, but his opponent was the cruel Alan who was better at fighting than him, and this kind of fight was too disadvantageous for Yang.

The twin swords slashed at Alain's axe, and Yang used this trick that was not suitable for the sword to borrow his strength, and through the reaction force, he distanced himself from Alain.

"Do you want to escape?" Alan smiled contemptuously, this level of fighting was just a warm-up for him.

"You just said that Caesar's Wheel is a forbidden magic book?"

Instead of answering Alain's question, Yang asked about an irrelevant matter.

"Huh?" Alain raised his eyebrows, the axe in his hand halting for a moment.

"You know that book well?"

"It's that you don't know the book so well. Alan narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang, he felt that the momentum on Yang's body seemed to have changed slightly, "The people of the next generation always become stupider than the people of the previous generation, because you know too little about the past. ”

"Really?" Yang looked up, his eyes glowing scarlet, "but it seems to me that you don't know much about the past. ”

Alain frowned, he recognized the light in Yang's eyes, which were almost exactly the same as Manfred's.

"Manfred resurrected you, but at the end of the day, you're still a dead man. Your body has long since decayed, your nimble has gone to hell, and it is the mystery of magic that has given you the ability to walk on earth today. Don't underestimate magic, Alain the Cruel, you have no idea the true power of Caesar's Wheel. ”

Alain's heart instinctively gave birth to vigilance, he raised his hand suddenly, and threw a short axe at a speed that ordinary people couldn't react to, hitting Yang's face directly.

But the blow missed, and the invisible magic array blocked Alain's hatchet.

"By the will of the Lord, the world has the kingdom of the Lord, and by the favor of the Lord the deceased can walk on the earth. Those who forget the pious will perish. ”

As Yang chanted the incantation, Alain's body began to crack, as if it were dry mud, and the wrinkles on Alain's face turned into real cracks, and the skin and flesh peeled off Alain's body little by little.

"Do you think that if the contract with Manfred is severed, you will be free?" Yang stood in the magic array, coldly watching Alain's skin peel off and his flesh melt, "How can a person like you who knows nothing about magic understand the true mystery of magic? Even without the contract, your essence will not be changed, resurrection through magic, not by miracles to give flesh to the undead, after all, it is a dead person, and it is never a good thing to come back from the dead and live forever." ”

Alan glared at Yang, now his facial features were still only visible with his eyes, and the rest of the parts were melted into the flesh that turned into black mud, and he could no longer see the shape.

"Yes, magic, do you think magic can do anything?" Alain growled, but his words were so muffled that his words were barely audible as his lips had turned to molten black mud.

"The conspiracy of "Caesar's Wheel" has already succeeded, even if you kill me now, it won't change anything, you, and that Manfred, you are just small pawns used by others after all, you have no tomorrow!"

Alain's roar didn't last long, and soon, his limbs and shoulders melted, and the human form could not support it, turning into a puddle of sludge on the ground.

Yang stepped forward, seemingly unconcerned about Alain's filthy wreckage, and reached out, groping for something in the sludge.

"Now," he said to himself, "let me see what you know from those madmen......

Yang's consciousness penetrated into Alain's remaining memories, and he searched for what he needed in that dark dimension with no space or time to speak of.

"Long time no see, Lord Nosferatu. ”

In this dimension, the voice of Thresy Dakosda reached Yang's ears, and he knew that he had found his purpose.

"...... of Seresi Dakosda"

Yang's pupils couldn't help but constrict, this was Manfred's voice, and it sounded extremely weak,

"Or you can call me another name," Thresi's wry laugh made Young's heart very uneasy, "Wizard Mephistopheles. ”

"I think the devil Mephistopheles is more appropriate. There was a hint of mockery in Manfred's feeble voice, "You demagogue. ”

"Don't get so excited. Seresi's voice was as annoying as ever, and even if he couldn't see his face, Yang could imagine what the guy looked like, "Let me tell you the truth from the beginning." The last Franconian king, Manfred Alcado von Nosferatu, you once obtained the magic book "Caesar's Wheel" from our Fuguang Brotherhood, which records all the magic of Caesar, the legendary magical emperor of the Maudes, and tried to use this power to rebuild the Franconian Empire, although it was close to success, but in the end it failed, and fell to the Jericho clan who controlled Atropos. Do you know why?"

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Manfred's voice revealed a hint of agitation, "What are the Franconians?Who is Manfred Alcardo von Nosferatu?Why does it hurt so much for me to steal when I hear these names?What is your purpose in finding me through this undead spirit I created, and using that girl with Jericho's blood to shoot me?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, let me tell you everything one by one. Seresy seemed to giggle, and the laughter made Yang get goosebumps all over his body, "We gave you this book in the hope that you could lead to Atropos, every time the Jericho family uses the power of Atropos, they will be further eroded by the Midnight Goddess, and what we hope is that they will not be able to withstand the erosion of Atropos and give up the identity of the Midnight Goddess Jailer." ”

"What the hell is that Atropos, and what's in it for you?"

"Benefits?...... "Thresy laughed, although it was a memory, but listening to this muffled laughter, Yang felt that Thressi was sneering at himself in front of him.

"Our Fuguang Brotherhood exists to resurrect Lord Caesar, what purpose will we have? Of course, it is to resurrect Lord Caesar and let him reign in this world again!"